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The Workes of Benjamin Jonson

Jonson, Ben (1573?-1637)

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To Ben. Ionson, on his VVorks.

ON THE AUTHOR, The Poet Laureat, Ben. Jonson.

On his elaborated Art-contrived Playes.

To His worthy friend, Ben. Ionson. Vpon his Sejanus.

TO MY FRIEND, Mr. Ben. Jonson. Vpon his Alchymist.

To my deare friend, M. Ben. Ionson. Vpon his Fox.

UPON THE SILENT WOMAN.

To my friend M. Ben. Ionson. Vpon his Catiline.

[Swell me a bowle with lustie wine]

EPIGRAMMES. I. BOOKE.

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I.

I. Why I Write Not Of Love.

II.

II. To Penshurst.

III.

III. To Sir Robert Wroth.

IV.

IV. To The World.

V.

V. Song. To Celia.

VI.

VI. To The Same.

VII.

VII. Song. That Women Are But Mens Shaddows.

VIII.

VIII. Song. To Sicknesse.

IX.

IX. Song. To Celia.

X.

XI.

XII.

XII. Epistle To Elizabeth Countesse Of Rutland.

XIII.

XIII. Epistle. To Katherine, Lady Aubigny:

XIIII.

XIIII. Ode. To Sir William Sydney, On His Birth-day.

XV.

PART OF THE KINGS ENTERTAINMENT, IN PASSING TO HIS CORONATION.

A PANEGYRE, ON THE HAPPY ENTRANCE OF Iames, our Soveraigne, to His first high Session of Parliament in this his Kingdome, the 19 of March, 1603.

[This is mab the mistris-Fairy]

[Buz, quoth the blue Flie]

[Soft, subtill fire, thou soule of Art]

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VII. Song. That Women Are But Mens Shaddows.

Follow a shaddow, it still flies you,
Seeme to flye it, it will pursue:
So court a mistris, she denies you;
Let her alone, she will court you.
Say, are not women truly, then,
Stil'd but the shaddows of us men?
At morne, and even, shades are longest;
At noone, they are short, or none:
So men at weakest, they are strongest,
But grant us perfect, they're not knowne.
Say, are not women truly, then,
Stil'd but the shaddows of us men?